LOGIN"So that's what it was."After hearing Stefan's confession, Renee felt like a puppet with its strings cut. The strength drained out of her. She lowered the fruit knife and sank onto the couch in silence."I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you, but I didn't want you to suffer or be forced into an impossible situation either."Stefan's eyes held more sorrow and helplessness than anyone should have to bear. The weight of it had nearly crushed him.He no longer knew how to save either himself or Renee from the vortex that had swallowed them both.Renee let out a bitter laugh."So you were afraid I'd get hurt, and your solution was to hurt me in an even crueler way? Am I supposed to be touched or angry?"She lifted her head. Her eyes were just as full of sadness. The tears glistening there refused to fall and were being held back by sheer stubbornness.As the one seeking justice, she refused to shed another tear for the man in front of her."Yeah. I was an idiot. I chose the worst
Stefan looked at Renee as if he had a lot to say, but in the end, he said nothing and shook his head instead. "Nothing much.""Nothing much? Then why are you acting like the victim when my brother is the real victim?"Renee clenched her fists. The same anger Quinton had carried for years now surged through her as well."Because all of this means you and I can never be together. Doesn't that make me a victim too?" Stefan asked solemnly.Renee fell silent.She was stunned for a moment. That wasn't the answer she had expected.On the surface, it made sense, and yet it didn't.Something about what he said felt incomplete. It was as if he were still hiding something."Do you really think that's the only reason you feel this way?" Renee asked before clenching her fists.She wanted to dig deeper and uncover what he was truly thinking, but it didn't matter anymore, especially not with the relationship they had now."Am I wrong? Do you think we can go back to the way we were? Could yo
With Stefan vouching for them, Quinton and Timothy headed upstairs to the study together.In the massive living room, aside from the two maids stationed there, only Renee and Stefan remained.Stefan waved them off. "You two can go.""Yes, Master Hunt."The maids nodded respectfully and left the living room.The already spacious, luxurious living room felt even emptier. The ancient Gremorian paintings and crystal chandelier only added to the atmosphere. Beautiful as it was, the place felt like a gilded cage.Renee's gaze turned cold. She casually picked up a fruit knife from the table and spun it in her hand. "Do you really think I won't use this on you?"Stefan walked over and sat beside her as if nothing were wrong. His expression remained calm."I almost wish you would. Then maybe this unfinished story between us could finally come to an end."A surge of anger rose in Renee's chest. She pressed the knife directly against his throat."Don't test my patience. I'm not as heart
The atmosphere instantly became tense.It turned out that a relationship didn't truly break apart during screaming matches or violent confrontations. Sometimes, it could happen in completely calm moments like this.They were only a few feet away from each other, but it felt as if they were a thousand miles apart.As Renee's twin brother, Quinton could sense exactly what she was feeling. His chest felt tight. If he was this miserable, he could only imagine how much worse it was for her.This wasn't what he wanted. It wasn't what he'd hoped to see. If possible, he would rather they lay everything out in the open, let go of their hatred, and find their way back to each other.That seemed impossible right now. They had chosen their respective sides and were drifting farther apart with every step."Since Mr. Hunt and Madam Francine won't be back until tonight at the earliest, why don't I keep Timothy company for a while? As for you two, maybe spend some time talking."Quinton spread
"Exactly. You narcissistic brat. Who do you think you are? I couldn't care less what happens to you. I'm only worried about my granddaughter-in-law getting hurt!"Timothy shot Stefan an irritated look. The more he looked at him, the more annoyed he felt.Stefan rubbed the bridge of his nose awkwardly. "Grandpa, what did I do this time? Why does it feel like every time you see me, you want to skin me alive? Seriously, which one of us is actually your family?"He was complaining, but there was a trace of satisfaction in his voice.Despite the divorce, it felt as if nothing had really changed.His family still treated Renee like one of their own. Their relationship with her hadn't grown distant because of the divorce.That gave him a sense of comfort. To him, it felt like maybe nothing had truly changed. Maybe all the grudges and resentment could eventually disappear because of the genuine bond they shared."Are you asking what you did wrong?"Timothy glared at him. "You someh
"Grandpa, you're being dramatic again."Stefan's voice came from the entrance to the living room. It was obvious he had arrived some time ago and had witnessed the entire exchange."What are you doing here?"The moment Renee saw him, murderous fury flashed in her eyes. Instinctively, she pulled Quinton behind her as if he were the one who needed protection.More than twenty years ago, her twin brother had been torn away from their family because of these people. More than twenty years later, she would never allow anything like that to happen again.It didn't matter that Quinton was now a grown man who was fully capable of protecting himself. To her, he would always be that helpless infant wrapped in blankets."I knew you'd come today. That's why I came too," Stefan answered casually.His tone was so relaxed, as if the resentment between them didn't exist. He acted like they were still an ordinary married couple.Wherever his wife went, as her husband, he naturally followed.Re
Elijah tried a few times, but failed to pass through it. When he looked down, he saw a cliff with a huge gap, and it almost gave him a heart attack. "Ah, I... I can't do it. I can't!" Elijah grabbed his chest, feeling dizzy. He couldn't hold on even if he wanted to. "Just wait here if you can't do i
Silas angrily looked ahead. "Not only do they have guns, but they also have cannons and other terrible weapons. I know our village will be doomed if they aim even one of those at us… but we've always been living on top of the mountains away from the world. We never start conflicts, but there are alw
After thinking about it for a long time, Renee decided to meet Timothy. She heard that he was ill and had wanted to visit him, but hadn't because of her messy situation. However, the information she had gotten from Justin might be related to Stefan, so she had to go. All she cared about at that mome
Quinton and Xavier rushed to Dragos with their men, and soon surrounded the tiny village from all directions. They came in large groups of professionals and elites, and had weapons aimed at the village from the sea, land, and sky. It looked like they would annihilate the village if the villagers ref







